He takes the same train every day. And travels in the last carriage. He needs to find a place where he can be seated on his own. Beside a window. He places his brown leather shoulder bag on the seat beside him and pulls out a green pen, a ruler and a book with a picture of Jesus on the cover. He reads one chapter, underlining every sentence as he agrees with the underlying message. He puts the book back into his bag from where he extracts a rubber, a pencil and a board on which are clipped a few sheets of sudoku. He rubs and pencils the rest of the journey, secure in another form of logic.
If you knew how to underline the view, or sort out the passengers, you might see a little more.
